'Oh yeah,' I scream, tensing the muscles in my pelvis and making my limbs shake in a fake spasm. 'Oh yeah, I'm about to come, a little more, more, aah!' I scream, my voice coarse from anger, not from excitement. In a couple of seconds I feel Fred's body grow limp on top of me and I push him off myself shamelessly. He falls right into a plate of frankfurters, grabs the tablecloth and slides down onto the floor along with everything that lay on the table. Including me. He doesn't seem to care though. Oh boy, it's for the very first time that I'm faking orgasm. And, to be honest, it didn't require any outstanding acting skills. All of a sudden I feel myself lonely and sad. I've never felt so bad before. I weep.